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#You gave my 4'11 ass so much to work with i was stuck on it for AGES lmfao
otome-on-the-side · 3 years
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Okay so I just can never get over the fact how big Diavolo is (just look at that massive body omg!! 😳) and how I badly want to be in his arms! 😆 Lol so can I have a fluff+nsfw scenario of him and MC? Just pure appreciation of Dia's body and just running hands through his skin and all that (I'm sorry 😂). Preferably with a fem reader with a much smaller body frame than he does. Tysm!!
Pairing: Diavolo/GN!reader
Tropes & TWs: body worship, praise, dom/sub dynamics 
You weren't going to lie; straddling Diavolo's lap like this was almost a dream come true. 
His thighs were just as thick and well toned as the rest of him. He was so big, and you so much smaller, that the position you were in spread your legs far apart; based on the way the prince was smiling at you, the steady weight of his hand on the small of your back, he was enjoying the fact.   
Resting your hands on his chest, it was satisfying to spread your fingers and squeeze, his ample pectorals spilling past your grasp. There was so much to grab, you couldn’t, and didn’t, dream of the demon prince being well in hand. The way Diavolo shuddered as you manhandled him was so... satisfying.  
"Diavolo?" 
His adam's-apple bobbed as he swallowed, his answer shaky. "Y-yes?" 
"Mind if I unbutton your shirt, baby?" 
Diavolo's response was instant. "Yes, please," he voice was a little breathless, his back arching ever so slightly, straining his shirt buttons. 
There was something wonderful about the fact that Diavolo loved having your hands on him; you were so much smaller than him, his hand able to fold over your own and completely cover it. 
And yet, here you were, popping his shirt open with ease, caressing his shoulders as you slid his shirt off of them. Reaching out and running your hands over smooth, golden skin, enjoying the way he tensed and leaned into your touch. You started lower, along his belt line, memorizing every dip and curve of his body before you gave what was due. 
It was so, so satisfying to finally be able to kiss his torso; Often bare in his demon form and yet, utterly untouchable. It was delightful running your hands over his skin- mouthing over it, kissing, sucking marks where touch alone made him tremble the most, was divine. 
Nothing was more satisfying than giving every stretch of skin the attention he deserved until you were breathless, pulling away from his skin with a pop. 
"You really wanted this, huh?" You ask, still awed and breathless, yet unable to keep yourself from teasing him. It would be difficult for you to be unaware of the effect you had on him- you could feel him twitching against your hip as you moved on his lap as you pleased.  
"Yes," He groaned, desperate and whiny already.
“My sweet prince,” You trail your hands up, up his chest and over his shoulders, caressing the sides of his neck as you cradled his jaw. Gazing into his champagne eyes, you can see his pupils blown wide with lust, hazy and unfocused. “Here you are, in all your glory, for me?” 
“All for you," he breathlessly murmured,  leaning into your touch, hands rising to slide over yours. His skin is heated, almost as if fire-warmed, and you find yourself all the more curious. You hum, pleased, sliding your hands out of his grasp to run your fingers through his hair, gently dragging your nails across his scalp as he sighs in contentment. “So sweet for me; Thank you for behaving so well, Diavolo.” 
It didn’t seem possible for the demon prince to become any more warm, and yet, heat painted his chest, neck, and the tips of his ears, and he found himself unable to speak past the lump in his throat.
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